A Billionaire In Disguise

Chapter Fifty-Seven

It was already one o'clock when Rome got home, and when he entered their room, the empty mattress

made a frown surfaced on his face.

Then he threw the bag of medicine on the bed, gently rested another plastic bag on the sheets, and

shouted, "Babe, are you in the bathroom!"

When he got silence as an answer, he headed into the bathroom, and then heavily sighed when he

realized Catherine wasn't there.

After returning to the bedroom, he finally noticed her heels and gown on the floor and her makeup bag

and jewelry box on the dresser.

The only thought that crossed his mind in that instant was how heartbroken she must have been when

she was undressing.

Then he snapped out of his head, left the room, and stepped into the hallway.

"Why did I get a house with so many freaking bedrooms!" Rome mumbled, frowning at the long

hallway.

Then he took a deep breath and shouted, "Catherine, I'm sorry for missing our date! The truth is, we

got into an accident!"

Within a matter of seconds, the fifth bedroom door suddenly opened, and Catherine rushed out into the

hallway and then stopped in her tracks as she gazed into his eyes with an expression of sad confusion

on her face.

"We got hit by a truck. Thankfully, I don't act cheap when it comes to buying cars, so I got away with

just a body ache." Rome said, smiling at her.

Immediately, Catherine felt layers of unsettling emotion, and she froze, unable to speak because her

words got strangled in her throat as her eyes misted over.

Then her knees suddenly felt weak beneath her, and she squatted, resting her forehead on her

kneecap as tears rushed from her eyes.

"I'm really fine," Rome uttered with a sad smile.

Raising her head, Catherine looked at him, and he watched her eyes widen and rim with tears.

"I'm sorry for hanging off on you. I'm so sorry." Catherine cried, her voice thick with tears.

"I know." Rome softly uttered. "Come here,"

Striving to get a grip on her emotions, Catherine stood up, walked over to him, and didn't hesitate to

rush into Rome's arms when he spread them open.

"Are you okay," Catherine whispered as she clutched onto his shirt.

Smiling, Rome gently caressed the back of her hair and mumbled, "Mm, yes."

"What caused the accident?" Catherine whispered, looking up at his face.

Knowing that telling her that he had someone else out there who was now after his life was going to

freak her out, Rome gave a faint smile and said, "A drunk driver."

Then he withdrew his hands from around her, entangled his fingers with hers, and said, "Close your

eyes."

"Huh?!" Catherine mumbled beneath her breath, pouting with a look of confusion on her face.

"I got a surprise for you, so close your eyes."

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Even though Catherine was still freaking out about the accident news, a soft smile crept on her lips as

she shut her eyes.

Then she obediently followed closely behind Rome as he led her to their bedroom.

When they reached the bed, Rome stopped, looked at her face, and said, "You can open them now."

Slowly raising her lashes, Catherine couldn't help but smile. Then she stared at Rome for a moment

before looking down at the bag on the bed.

"You went to the food truck!" Catherine cried, feeling tears welling in her eyes again.

"Yes! I didn't expect him to be there so late. But he was, and he was happy to hook me up with all your

favorites. So is it still okay to have a date night, even though it's in our bedroom?" Rome uttered,

looking deep into her eyes.

Not knowing the exact words to express her emotions, Catherine happily nodded without breaking eye

contact with him.

"Great! I will freshen up quickly and then we can devour these junk food over season three of 'A million

little things!" Rome heartily said.

Then he gave her a quick kiss on her jaw before heading towards the bathroom.

"Hmm, sounds like the perfect date already." Catherine softly called out as she watched him head into

the bathroom.

After Catherine heard the shower turned on, she softly giggled, swaying her gaze to the bed. Then her

sight rested on the medicine bag, and she immediately lost the happiness in her eyes.

Without hesitating, she picked it up and then dumped everything on the sheets.

"These are some strong stuff," Catherine mumbled, looking at the label on each bottle.

Lost in her thoughts and emotions, she stood still, staring intensely at the pills with so much going on in

her thoughts.

Then she suddenly snapped out of her head when Rome hugged her from the back, resting his chin on

her head.

"A penny for your thoughts?" He mumbled as he felt her soft palms rested on the back of his hands.

"You are okay, right?" Catherine mumbled with traces of tears on her face.

"I promise that I am. Those are just to help with the little aches in my body."

"Morphine is not for slight pain."

"Okay, maybe the pain is a bit severe. But, I'm only going to be taking these for two days. That shows

that I'm going to be just fine."

A moment later, Catherine and Rome were in bed with their attention on the TV, but every now and

then, she would glance at him, unable to suppress the worry that held her heart hostage.

When Rome felt her eyes on him, he stared away from the movie, focused his gaze on Catherine's

face, and asked, "What is it?"

"The driver was drunk and it was just an accident, right?" Catherine asked, gazing solely into his eyes.

"Yes."

"Where is the driver now?"

"In prison,"

"Hmm,"

Swaying her gaze back to the tv, Catherine shoved two French fries in her mouth, feeling angry

because she could tell from his expression that he was keeping something from her.

“You got ketchup on your lip,” Rome mumbled with his eyes focused on her mouth.

Not giving Catherine the chance to wipe it off, Rome leaned towards her, resting his lips on hers, and

her eyes widened as she gazed at him.

'What are you distracting me from?' Catherine thought as she slowly kissed him, shutting her eyes.

At that moment, Rome's phone interrupted them, causing Catherine to pull back and open her eyes.

After Rome picked up his phone and saw that it was K calling, he cleared his throat before answering

the call.

"Boss, Ricky's home is up in flame as we speak. The man that I left to spy on his house just reported

back to me that a group of thugs threw bottles that were on fire into the place. It looks like Big Daddy

found out that you are not dead." K said from the other end of the call.

Without looking away from Catherine, Rome calmly asked, "Did you do what I told you to do?"

It got quiet on the line for a moment, then K's voice echoed into Rome's ear, "Yeah, his family is safe.

But you are not, boss!"

"I know. You know what to do right?"

"Should we start finding out Big Daddy's location?"

"Yes,"

"Okay. I will inform the others."

After ending the call with K, Rome gazed back at the TV, pretending as though he didn't see the frown

on Catherine's face.

But that didn't stop her from asking, "Is everything okay?"

"Yes, everything is good," Rome said, suppressing the feeling of worry that crowded his heart as he

focused back on the show.